The barbecue is delicious and the beer is delicious.
After drinking and eating, Xiahou Huan'er was just about to stand up when she noticed a lighter on the ground. She looked up and looked around. It was silent. The two of them didn't know where they went.
"Well, since you are an orphan, I will reluctantly take you in." She picked up the lighter, put it in her trouser pocket, and then continued walking towards the East District. The more she walked, the more desolate she became.
, it’s either a hill or a forest. When you get to the back, not to mention zombies, you can’t even see ghosts.
It was getting dark, and she was walking in the forest when she suddenly found a pile of things in front of her. She immediately ran over, touched it, and was secretly happy.
Damn, it's actually a sleeping bag. It's 80% new. Some leaves have fallen on it and it's a little dirty. It's obviously been there for a long time.
"Is there anyone? Is anyone here?" She shouted around, and the echo echoed in the forest. There was no sound except the chirping of birds and the chirping of insects.
She waited for a moment, but no one responded, and she was secretly pleased.
"That's great. No one else wants to stay. It's mine tonight." She opened the sleeping bag, and there were actually two packages of compressed dry food and water inside. One package had already been opened. She looked at the date and returned it.
Not expired.
"Haha... Your sister, how about you be so lucky?" Xia Houhuan'er was lying in the sleeping bag, so excited that she couldn't help but laugh wildly and roll around inside.
"Haha... It's hard to give up on a good life. I'm the one you're talking about, haha..."
On a big tree in the forest, a silver-gray figure was hidden in the leaves, and he heard cheerful laughter coming from below.
His deep eyes exuded a cold aura.
This little thing is so heartless, he leaves as soon as he wants, without any regrets, and he leaves so coolly.
Does she really not care about him at all?
He couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly. When he heard her laughter, he had the urge to strangle her to death. You are a heartless little thing.
Xiahou Huan'er ate some dry food, picked up some dead branches, lit a bonfire next to the sleeping bag to keep warm, and lay down in the sleeping bag.
She didn't rest last night and had been traveling for another day today. Her body was already exhausted. However, she was lying in the cold sleeping bag, rolling around, but she was not sleepy. Dongfang Xing's face was swaying in her mind.
Coming and going, cold, sinister, angry, ruthless, cold...
"Xiahou Huan'er, you are so promising? People don't trust you, but you still care about shit." Frustrated and irritated, she clenched her fists and began to beat the ground, shouting as if to vent her anger: "Dongfang Xing, you are a bastard.
, pig head, tortoise, beast..."
The roar shook the sky, causing chickens to fly and eggs to fly in the forest, and the birds were frightened and fled their nests.
The corner of Mr. Xing's mouth twitched. It was obvious that she was scolding him, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he was a little happy and shameless.
After venting her anger, Xiahou Huan'er rubbed her sore fists, feeling a little frustrated and aggrieved.
She calmed down, closed her eyes, and started counting sheep.
She had to go to bed quickly and not let that bastard affect her anymore.
The forest gradually became quiet, the campfire occasionally made the sound of burning dead branches, and the sound of counting sheep came from the sleeping bag. The sound became quieter and quieter, until it became quiet, the earth fell asleep, and she finally fell asleep.
By midnight, the temperature was getting colder.
Dongfang Xing silently jumped down from the tree, came to the sleeping bag, and added dead branches to the dying bonfire.
